If we will ever be
Smitten by an unjust fate,
We are better mute all our lives
Than to be without our language!
Don't whisper me of another, (language)
Don't shout it under my window,
My opinion won't change,
I won't forsake our language!
As long as in this noisy world
There will be humans breathing,
Always holly and beautiful,
Long live our language!
Fated to never wane,
With its magical spelling,
To always echo under the sun,
Like a song, our language!
That's my wish, under the blue sky,
Let it be known to the pagans
That I wont forsake our language,
Our romanian language!